Chapter 4, fascinating!

Shadowflight looked at the small cheetah. She was shocked by this new world of course, but was surprised that Robin could speak English.

"My name's Shadowflight," she repeated. "I'm a…" she stopped, thinking of ThunderClan. Then she said. "I'm a former warrior of ThunderClan."

The words stung her throat and made her dizzy. She knew she couldn't go back to ThunderClan now.

Almost nauseous, pictures of faces swam into view in her brain. Skyfeather, Leafcloud, Nightwind, Rockpool, Ravenstar.

She shook her head violently.

"What's ThunderClan?" Robin asked.

"Er…" and then she was off, explaining about how the Clan was organized, how they worked together…But she didn't tell him that she had chased Demon up the mountain and gone over the bridge. She said that she just got on this world by…appearing.

"Tell me about this world," She mewed.

"It's called Eris," he explained, then told her about how animals could change and how his little brother Raven had disappeared.

"Where do you reckon he is?" she asked him.

"Raven? I dunno. Maybe just around. My mom goes out looking for him everyday with another party of animals."

Shadowflight nodded. She longed to see Robin change, but she didn't have the courage to ask him.

She tried a different approach. "Does it hurt when you turn into another animal?"

"You finally asked!" he said happily. "Oh no, it doesn't hurt. It feels kind of nice and all, says my mom. She can turn into a rabbit. I wonder about me." He stopped talking. "Usually if you're born an animal that is considered dangerous, like me," he unsheathed his long claws, "you usually turn into something more dangerous. So I'm afraid to try and change. It's also said that if you become something dangerous you can never turn back."

He looked around unhappily. "This life is so boring! I wish I could be strong and vicious like the cheetahs on the top and bottom of the world. They live in wilderness. This is just boring! Everyday we eat, hang around, eat, hang around, eat, and then go to bed. Isn't there something to do?"

"You could look for your brother," Shadowflight suggested randomly.

"You think?" he leaped to his feet excitedly. "But it would be boring to look for him. The world is all like this, the same streets and buildings."

"Except on the top and bottom of the world." Shadowflight said.

He leaped to his feet again. "Let's go to the top of the world and look for him. The top's more populated. The bottom is pretty boring."

Suddenly he looked embarrassed. "I mean me. Er…sorry I said us. You won't come of course."

"Yes I will." Shadowflight meowed.

"Come on!" Robin was shaking with excitement. "We're in the middle of the northern hemisphere. It's pretty cold here, but it snows on top."

"How old are you?" He asked her as they started walking along a path that headed north. Robin had said that the sun sunk in the south, so he could find out which was north by that.

"I'm a year and five moons," Shadowflight mewed, scrambling through a patch of bushes.

"I'm a year and six moons," Robin said. "I guess I'm a little older."

They walked in silence for a little while after that.

"Oh no," Robin whispered.

"What?"

"Mom'll chase me. She's so fast. Really long legs. She's a horse."

Shadowflight looked at him slyly. "You do know how fast you can run, right?" she asked him.

"Er…no, actually."

"Well, try running."

He started running, but it was slow, and when Shadowflight caught up with him he wasn't panting or out of breath.

"Are you tired?" she asked him.

"No. That running didn't wear me out at all."

"Then run until you really feel tired," she told him.

He turned around then shot off.

She raced foreword. He had disappeared. "Robin!" she called quietly. He didn't answer. "Robin?" she asked.

Shadowflight was suddenly worried. What if that treacherous Demon had got him? Oh no…

"ROBIN!" she screeched. "ROBIN! ROBIN!"

"Hey you kitty," said two raspy, deep voices. Three mangy cats appeared from under a bush. One was a smudgy grey-ginger, one was grey, and the other one was a soft black.

"Shut up and get out of our territory," the ginger said. He had a tuft of fur floating around his mouth.

The grey leaped at her. Shadowflight thrashed out, and her claws hooked on his skull.

He squealed and disappeared. The ginger and the black both leaped at her. They felt like Kittypets, not like hard ShadowClan warriors.

She bit one, as he pulled a chunk of fur from her flank. The ginger rammed his paws at her shoulder, making her stagger. She raked her claws into his face, and he ran off.

Suddenly her back was pressed onto the hard street, and she looked up into large amber eyes.

Suddenly she could stand again, and she turned around and saw Robin a few feet away.

"Whoa!" he gasped, "You just dealt with Street Guys! They're really strong cats. If one leaps on you, you die, they're such good fighters."

"They were really soft. Bad fighters."

"No," Robin said. "They once attacked my older brother when I was two weeks old, and they killed him. Scratched his throat."

"If you fight worse then them, you need to learn how to fight. I'll teach you there."

"Will you?" he begged, "I fight horribly."

She turned and stopped abruptly.

"Attack me," she said.

He waved a paw at her.

"Was that an attack?" Shadowflight asked.

He blushed. Then he stuck his paw out through the air at her and missed.

He had taken perfect aim. Why had he missed?

He lashed his paw through the air, and it flapped pointlessly. He tripped and rolled into the bushes.

"Very, very bad." She told him. "Stand up. I'm going to attack you."

He looked at her.

Shadowflight leaped at him, and he crunched into a tiny ball, cowering limp.

"No, no, no." She said, leaping off him. "Let's start right at the beginning. I'm going to teach you how to hit with a paw."

"First of all, you must know the length of your paw, and how far apart we are. You thought I was closer then I was. So, scoot closer."

Robin scooted closer, until Shadowflight could see every shiny black hair that made the tear-streak lined running down his face.

"You must use the muscles in your shoulder and upper leg. You must hit with as much energy as you can muster. If you have the energy, the strength will come with it."

"You also need to unsheathe your claws! You must go deep in, and pull, so you get through the fur. Believe me; I know a very thick furred white cat. It's hard to get through thick fur."

He sat down, and measured his distance for what seemed like a long time. Then he raised his paw and slashed it at her.

He missed.

"You need to be crouching," Shadowflight told him patiently, "And you must feel the energy. Actually, you must want to hurt the other. If you don't want to hurt, you cannot give injuries."

"Oh," Muttered Robin. "I don't want to hurt you."

"But what if I attack you any moment? You must be ready with defenses."

Robin nodded. He crouched hard. Then he slashed his paw through the air.

A few black furs fell to the ground.

"Very, very good!" Shadowflight praised. "That's enough for tonight. Tomorrow I will teach you to spring, then after that to bite."

Well, it seems that Shadowflight and the most recent hero are forming a friendship! Does anyone like Robin? Honestly, I have a crush on him…On my own character, really! He really matures as this book goes along. I also think this book has a great plot. That's why I genre it suspense. It has more stuff leading up to an exciting climax then the other ones….sry, rambling. Please review and I get nine reviews I will update three times this day instead of twice!